Damhnait Monaghan: Fly Me to the Moon

She was the envy of the neighbourhood. Her new kitchen boasted every possible modern convenience: mood lighting, instant boiling water tap, remote controlled blinds.

It was Brian’s anniversary gift to her. He had worked hard with the designer, trying to ensure that Gloria’s every need could be met with a click of her fingers.

Gloria perched on a stool at the granite island. She was like a jet pilot, manning the controls. Swipe left to turn on the surround sound, right for the garburator.

But Brian had omitted the one feature Gloria really wanted: an ejector seat.